Ht. "Say, I'll cut home and ask Sister Sue for it," volunteered

Sherm, who didn't have red hair and freckles for nothing. "She'll almost always help a fellow out." The boys watched impatiently. Fifteen minutes passed. They could see from the window that the little girls were all on the front fence watching for their return. "How'll Sherm ever get in?" asked Carol gloomily. "He won't! They've seen him now, I bet. Watch them all running. Sherm must be trying to make

it in the back way. Gee, the